now.”
Suddenly, I feel wanton. I’m no longer embarrassed by what’s happening, right here in
the office, with a man I barely know. All I know is that I want him too. I want his cock inside me. And how.
I decide to play the game. I jut my hips backward to
press against him. I wriggle. It feels good.
“And how exactly do you propose to do that, Cody? This is the office. There’s security men and cleaners. We’re not alone. Joel’s still wandering somewhere.”
“Which will make it all the more fun. Don’t you agree?”
I tremble again. He’s right.
Slowly, I turn to face him. My hands go to his chest and
I feel the muscles tense beneath my fingers. I look into his eyes, sparking
with lust. My gaze falls to his lips, the lips I’ve fantasized about for the
last few weeks.
Cody towers over me, pushing me into the edge of the
desk. Those lips, so pink for a
man, come closer to mine. My mouth is open and I release a sigh as our lips
dance around each other’s, almost touching but not quite. Teasing. Then he kisses me. His mouth comes down on mine, his lips part
and his tongue is chasing mine. I
can’t breath. My body feels so hot I want to rip my clothes off and let him
have me anyway he likes. I don’t
care about extra accounts and bigger jobs. I want to ravage him. But I can’t. I
have to follow his lead. I have a
feeling he likes to be in charge.
He releases my mouth and I watch as he reaches down to
hitch skirt above my hips. It’s
tight and I shimmy to help him, watching the smile form on his face as he sees
my underwear for the first time. They’re only white cotton boylegs but they’re new and pristine and smooth against my skin. His fingers run the
line of fabric between my navel and my crotch.
“Not what I’d imagined,” he whispers, his head bent,
examining. “But nice. Very nice.” His
hands move to my bottom and he slides them under lifting me onto the desk. Then
he spreads my legs with his thighs and moves to stand between them. I see him
glance at the door, wondering if we’ll be caught in the act. It makes me
nervous and yet I can’t tell him to stop. I don’t want to.
Cody leans in and kisses me again. His weight is full
against my chest and my arms strain, stretching behind to balance us. He smoothes
a hand over my hair, staring as if he’s never seen hair like it. He twists it
in his fingers and holds it out of the way so he can kiss my neck again. He
sucks the skin along my collarbone and the veins that are beginning to pump
wildly under my jaw. His fingers trace the line of pulse that follows his
kisses until he reaches my mouth. Then, he rubs his thumb over my lips and I
open my mouth to take his thumb in. His eyes watch the progress, intent.
“You sure?” he whispers.
“Positive.”
Cody freezes. He puts a finger to my lips and jerks his head toward the door. I try to
move away but he holds me tight. Through the frosted glass window of Cody’s
office, I see Joel’s shape flicking off the rest of the lights, plunging us is
into darkness, except for the faint blue glow of the lights above the elevator
and the desk lamp on Cody’s desk. I hear the ting of the lift bell, as it announces the arrival of the elevator
at our floor. I hear the doors slide closed. Joel has gone.
“We’re alone now,” Cody says. “Does that bother you?”
“Not in the least.” I arch my chest towards his hands as
he cups my breasts and kneads them through my top.
Outside, the city lights are turning night into day and
as Cody puts his hands to the buttons on my shirt and flicks each one undone in
turn, I wonder if someone in one of those buildings out there is watching us.
It makes me oddly excited to think we may be putting on a show.
“You’re very beautiful.”
I stare up at him. Unmoving.
“I’ve been thinking about fucking you from the first day
you got here.”
I shift beneath his hands. My nipples harden. I swallow
Suddenly, I feel wanton. I’m no longer embarrassed by what’s happening, right here in
the office, with a man I barely know. All I know is that I want him too. I want his cock inside me. And how.
I decide to play the game. I jut my hips backward to
press against him. I wriggle. It feels good.
“And how exactly do you propose to do that, Cody? This is the office. There’s security men and cleaners. We’re not alone. Joel’s still wandering somewhere.”
“Which will make it all the more fun. Don’t you agree?”
I tremble again. He’s right.
Slowly, I turn to face him. My hands go to his chest and
I feel the muscles tense beneath my fingers. I look into his eyes, sparking
with lust. My gaze falls to his lips, the lips I’ve fantasized about for the
last few weeks.
Cody towers over me, pushing me into the edge of the
desk. Those lips, so pink for a
man, come closer to mine. My mouth is open and I release a sigh as our lips
dance around each other’s, almost touching but not quite. Teasing. Then he kisses me. His mouth comes down on mine, his lips part
and his tongue is chasing mine. I
can’t breath. My body feels so hot I want to rip my clothes off and let him
have me anyway he likes. I don’t
care about extra accounts and bigger jobs. I want to ravage him. But I can’t. I
have to follow his lead. I have a
feeling he likes to be in charge.
He releases my mouth and I watch as he reaches down to
hitch skirt above my hips. It’s
tight and I shimmy to help him, watching the smile form on his face as he sees
my underwear for the first time. They’re only white cotton boylegs but they’re new and pristine and smooth against my skin. His fingers run the
line of fabric between my navel and my crotch.
“Not what I’d imagined,” he whispers, his head bent,
examining. “But nice. Very nice.” His
hands move to my bottom and he slides them under lifting me onto the desk. Then
he spreads my legs with his thighs and moves to stand between them. I see him
glance at the door, wondering if we’ll be caught in the act. It makes me
nervous and yet I can’t tell him to stop. I don’t want to.
Cody leans in and kisses me again. His weight is full
against my chest and my arms strain, stretching behind to balance us. He smoothes
a hand over my hair, staring as if he’s never seen hair like it. He twists it
in his fingers and holds it out of the way so he can kiss my neck again. He
sucks the skin along my collarbone and the veins that are beginning to pump
wildly under my jaw. His fingers trace the line of pulse that follows his
kisses until he reaches my mouth. Then, he rubs his thumb over my lips and I
open my mouth to take his thumb in. His eyes watch the progress, intent.
“You sure?” he whispers.
“Positive.”
Cody freezes. He puts a finger to my lips and jerks his head toward the door. I try to
move away but he holds me tight. Through the frosted glass window of Cody’s
office, I see Joel’s shape flicking off the rest of the lights, plunging us is
into darkness, except for the faint blue glow of the lights above the elevator
and the desk lamp on Cody’s desk. I hear the ting of the lift bell, as it announces the arrival of the elevator
at our floor. I hear the doors slide closed. Joel has gone.
“We’re alone now,” Cody says. “Does that bother you?”
“Not in the least.” I arch my chest towards his hands as
he cups my breasts and kneads them through my top.
Outside, the city lights are turning night into day and
as Cody puts his hands to the buttons on my shirt and flicks each one undone in
turn, I wonder if someone in one of those buildings out there is watching us.
It makes me oddly excited to think we may be putting on a show.
“You’re very beautiful.”
I stare up at him. Unmoving.
“I’ve been thinking about fucking you from the first day
you got here.”
I shift beneath his hands. My nipples harden. I swallow
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